Saturday. Dance day. Empty house day. Cami smiled to herself walking down to meet her lover by the gate, knowing this could be the best day of her life. So far everything had been just perfect; her hair was cooperative, the make-up came on just like she wanted it, her body felt healthy and relaxed and she had the happiest feeling all over.

"Happy birthday," she smiled at Buck who looked confused.

"Oh, yeah." he nodded thoughtfully, breaking out in a smile also.

"You forgot, huh?" Cami smirked and he had to nod.

"I told you, I'm not used to thinking about it."

"You will after today," Cami smiled cutely and took his hand. "Come on, I have a present for you," she said happily.

Buck dug his heels in the gravel and yanked his hand back. "I told you no," he frowned.

"Buck," Cami smiled and her head fell to the side. "I haven't told anyone, like I promised, but if you tell me today's your birthday you better expect a gift. Now, come on!"

Buck shook his head. "I just want to forget what day this is, okay?" he stated somewhat angrily, trying to calm himself enough to sound polite. But it was hard with the emotions rushing to his awareness at the very thought of his birthday.

"Buck," Cami whispered carefully and approached him again, taking his hand in hers. "Isn't it about time you put all that in the past and start focusing on the future?"

"It's hard putting that kind of hatred in the past." His voice cracked when he spoke and he was scared there would be self-pitying tears in his eyes shortly.

"Buck, I don't hate you. And today you celebrate your twenty-second day on earth. Think of all the things you've learnt and experienced during those twenty-two years."

Buck contemplated her words and his eyes fell downward.

"So don't tell me your life hasn't been worth anything yet," she concluded. Buck looked up again and sighed apologetically. "Okay, today's my birthday. Happy?"

Cami's eyes narrowed teasingly and she pouted her lips in a thoughtful expression. "Okay. Good enough. Now come on!" she urged him and pulled him with her so hard he nearly fell flat on his face.

"What's going on?" he asked but she didn't answer.

She waited until they had reached her bedroom and the door was closed behind her.

"On the bed," she demanded and he smirked knowingly.

"What are you up to?" he asked curiously and bit is lip to stifle his amusement. He had to admit he liked surprises.

"On the bed!" she demanded again and he reluctantly sat down on the covers.

"Lie down," she continued and he swung his legs up on the bed, leaning his back against the headboard.

"Good enough?" he asked and she nodded, approaching the bed with the sexiest look in her eyes he had ever seen.

She began unbuttoning her dress and let it fall to the floor, revealing a black corset with lace up over her shoulders, and satin down her crotch. Buck gulped and tried to breathe steadily.

"You like your present?" Cami asked while seductively running a finger over her chest, where her erect nipples showed through the material.

Buck couldn't find his voice, he just nodded stiffly. Cami stood now at the foot end of the bed, enjoying the feeling of control she had over him. "Open your shirt," she said and to her surprise he got right at it. Once it was opened she continued. "Drop it to the floor."

He did so, never leaving her steady gaze with his eyes. This was exciting him more than anything else they had done so far. Not even the afternoon in the parlor had felt this intriguing and peculiar.

"Open your pants," Cami ordered next and now Buck was smiling widely. His hands were shaking and he had a hard time doing what she asked him to, and the more he struggled with the buttons the more excited he got. Cami stood by and watched his struggle and tried not to smile. She really liked being in control.

When his pants were finally open she crawled up on the bed, straddling his belly and with one hands stroked his free erection behind her. "You still don't like this day?" she asked with a purr, squeezing carefully at the meat in her hand.

"Oh, I'm gonna be bragging to everyone about my birthday after this!" Buck whispered excitedly and tried to still his hands which were clutching at the sheets.

"Well, that's just good, ain't it?" Cami said and dove her head down to suckle at his left nipple. Buck's head fell back against the wall and he groaned.

"I love this," he sighed, almost as if stating it to himself.

Cami looked up and smiled warmly, then began treating his right nipple as well, still stroking his erection gratefully. She shifted shortly and moved in-between his legs. His erection was hard and swollen and aching just a bit at every pounding heartbeat. Cami found his pleading eyes and let her tongue touch the tip of his head. Her mouth soon closed over it and Buck's eyes rolled in their sockets. Cami sure knew how to give head and he didn't know anything except orgasm that could top it. He grunted deep down his throat and his head fell forward, turning slowly and back against the headboard. He grunted again. Cami started sucking harder and harder, almost giggling at the sight of his shaking hands. Her left hand began fondling his sensitive testicles, while her right hand stroked his foreskin up and down his soon rock hard member.

"Aaah!" Buck suddenly cried and his eyes opened wide. It wasn't pain, just pleasure as her lips closed around one of his balls. He made a long guttural sound and slowly relaxed back against the wall in the same ecstatic state he had been in before. This was more than he could take; her tongue was hot like fire on his skin and her hands relentlessly stroked him, faster and faster. He began crying out weakly every second breath and his chest was heaving wildly; Cami was satisfied to see his head had turned an almost purple shade. He was more than ready to explode.

"Now," he begged and Cami gave his head a quick kiss. Buck looked at her with a mixture of emotions running through his head, while shaking his head at her. "Now!"

Cami giggled and again felt that wonderful feeling of control, moving her mouth down to comply his wishes.